A.N.-Sorry it took so long to update, I've had major writer's block!
Chapter Three
As if by mutual decision, Ron and Hermione quickly replied in unison, "Nothing!" Both wanted to
tell him about it and knew that he would keep it secret, but were reminded of Dumbledore's request not to
tell ANYONE without his permission.
Harry frowned, easily recognizing the lie. Realizing that trying to get the secret out of the two was
futile, he announced that he was leaving and would see them that night at dinner.
Hermione glanced at her new husband and guiltily informed Harry, "Um, I don't know. I'm sort of
tired." Harry nodded.
Ron added, "I'm pretty exhausted too. I'll probably see you tomorrow at breakfast, ok?"
Herry looked hurt, but waved goodbye as he left. Ron and Hermione looked at each other guiltily.
Hermione hugged him, correctly interpreting the look on his face as one of sorrow and immense guilt.
"Ron, you know what Dumbledore said. We couldn't tell him. Come on, smile." Hermione pleaded
pleaded with him.
He tried to oblige her and managed a weak grin. "I know, but he's hurt. Hmph. So...to bed?" She
nodded shyly. He moved closer and pulled her into an embrace.
*THE NEXT MORNING*
Hermione awoke slowly to a light kiss on her forehead. Ron grinned down at her. She blushed at
the way he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, remembering how passionate they were the previous night.
"Ron, no! We've got to get breakfast! We missed dinner last night and afternoon classes. We've
got so much to make up! Come on, as much as I'd love to stay in be, we've GOT to go to classes. We were
excused yesterday, but not today, so we've got an obligation as prefects." She protested reluctantly. He
groaned and buried his head in her shoulder. She let him drop as she scrambled out of bed, putting on her
robe and running to the prefect bathroom.
Ron pulled himself up and smiled wickedly as he decided to join her in the bath.
*AT BREAKFAST, HALF AN HOUR LATER*
Ron followed Hermione into the Great Hall and over to the Gryffindor table. Sitting next to Harry
and across from Ron, Hermione took a piece of toast and slathered it in butter and strawberry jam.
Harry queried anxiously, "Are you two all right? You weren't in afternoon classes yesterday.
I was worried." Ron flushed, remembering what he and Hermione had been doing while Harry had been
worrying.
"Sorry, Harry. Don't worry, we'll be there today. We'll be at dinner too." Hermione reassured
him, blushing once again guiltily. Harry nodded, satisfied.
They ate silently after that, unil Harry mentioned, "Hey, you guys! We have a Hogsmeade
weekend next weekend! Besides Honeydukes and the Three Broomsticks, where else should we
go?"
Before either one could answer, an owl dropped a letter addressed to both Ron and Hermione.
She read:
Ron and Hermione,
DO NOT LET ANYONE ELSE SEE THIS NOTE! We must start your work with wandless magic and
more advanced work with wand magic. Meet me tonight for half an hour before dinner and half an
hour afterwards. Meet me in my office at 4:30 pm. The password is lemon drop.
Professor Dumbledore
She passed it to Ron, who read it quickly and put it in his bookbag.
Harry looked at the two of them curiously, "What was that? Anything interesting?"
Hermione explained, "Professor Dumbledore wants to see us before dinner."
Harry sat up straighter in worry. "What about? Are you two okay? What happened?"
Ron immediately began to reassure his best friend. "Harry, we're fine. It's just the
special project we're doing for him. Don't worry, everything's ok, I promise." Hermione threw her
arms around Harry in an attempt to reassure both of the boys. However, it only served to embarrass
Harry and anger Ron.
Ron gritted out, "Hermione, we need to talk. NOW!" He grabbed her arm to hurry her along.
Leading her to the hall outside the Great Hall, he snarled, "So, you only married me to protect Harry?
You love him or what?"
Hermione was confused at first, and then angry. "Huh? I married you because I love you, you
moron! You heard my thoughts! I couldn't have lied to you with that, now could I?!?!"
His voice softened quickly. "Well, I just saw you hug him and remembered the kiss on the cheek
you gave him last year when you said goodbye. I couldn't handle the thought of you loving him as more
than a friend. I'm sorry. Forgive me, please?"
She melted at this confession. "Just don't do it again, all right?" He nodded, pulling her close to his
body and hugging her tightly.
She pulled away. "We should get back-oops, too late!" A flood of students poured into the
hallway. "I need to get my bag from our suite. Do you need to get yours?" He nodded and followed her as
she pushed her way through the crowd.
Ron and Hermione slid into their Potions seats as the bell rang. Professor Snape glared at them,
but couldn't say anything.
"Today, we are making an attraction potion that ONLY attracts your one true love. Mushy but
true. However, due to the fact that this is a school and that you are only fifth years, it will wear off after
one day. This potion doesn't pay any attention to houses, social lives, etc. Get started! You may pick your
own partners TODAY ONLY!" He sneered at all the Gryffindors.
Hermione immediately turned to Ron and mouthed, "I'll go with Neville!" He nodded and turned
towards Harry. Both had completely forgotten that Snape said it would attract each one's true love.
Neville grinned at her as she walked over to join him at his cauldron. "Hey, Hermione. Ready to
go?" She nodded and sat down. They began to add the ingredients, Neville continually asking Hermione
if he was doing things correctly.
Finally, Hermione added the last ingredient, boomslang skin, and smiled happily as the potion
turned pink and darkened slowly until it was a mauve color.
Looking towards Ron and Harry, Neville and Hermione lifted up glasses of potion in a toast, then
gulped them down.
Moments later, couples were pairing up all over the place and some were talking about people in
other houses and ones no one knew. Apparently, most Gryffindors and Slytherins were in love with people
outside their house. Hermione had immediately headed towards Ron and he towards her, meeting in the
middle of the room. Oblivious to everyone else in the room, he planted a kiss on her lips.
Meanwhile, Harry was babbling to anyone who would listen, "She's so sweet and pretty! I love
her!" Finally, Neville asked who in the bloody hell Harry was talking about and Harry grinned happily,
"Her name is..."
TBC
As if by mutual decision, Ron and Hermione quickly replied in unison, "Nothing!" Both wanted to
tell him about it and knew that he would keep it secret, but were reminded of Dumbledore's request not to
tell ANYONE without his permission.
Harry frowned, easily recognizing the lie. Realizing that trying to get the secret out of the two was
futile, he announced that he was leaving and would see them that night at dinner.
Hermione glanced at her new husband and guiltily informed Harry, "Um, I don't know. I'm sort of
tired." Harry nodded.
Ron added, "I'm pretty exhausted too. I'll probably see you tomorrow at breakfast, ok?"
Herry looked hurt, but waved goodbye as he left. Ron and Hermione looked at each other guiltily.
Hermione hugged him, correctly interpreting the look on his face as one of sorrow and immense guilt.
"Ron, you know what Dumbledore said. We couldn't tell him. Come on, smile." Hermione pleaded
pleaded with him.
He tried to oblige her and managed a weak grin. "I know, but he's hurt. Hmph. So...to bed?" She
nodded shyly. He moved closer and pulled her into an embrace.
*THE NEXT MORNING*
Hermione awoke slowly to a light kiss on her forehead. Ron grinned down at her. She blushed at
the way he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, remembering how passionate they were the previous night.
"Ron, no! We've got to get breakfast! We missed dinner last night and afternoon classes. We've
got so much to make up! Come on, as much as I'd love to stay in be, we've GOT to go to classes. We were
excused yesterday, but not today, so we've got an obligation as prefects." She protested reluctantly. He
groaned and buried his head in her shoulder. She let him drop as she scrambled out of bed, putting on her
robe and running to the prefect bathroom.
Ron pulled himself up and smiled wickedly as he decided to join her in the bath.
*AT BREAKFAST, HALF AN HOUR LATER*
Ron followed Hermione into the Great Hall and over to the Gryffindor table. Sitting next to Harry
and across from Ron, Hermione took a piece of toast and slathered it in butter and strawberry jam.
Harry queried anxiously, "Are you two all right? You weren't in afternoon classes yesterday.
I was worried." Ron flushed, remembering what he and Hermione had been doing while Harry had been
worrying.
"Sorry, Harry. Don't worry, we'll be there today. We'll be at dinner too." Hermione reassured
him, blushing once again guiltily. Harry nodded, satisfied.
They ate silently after that, unil Harry mentioned, "Hey, you guys! We have a Hogsmeade
weekend next weekend! Besides Honeydukes and the Three Broomsticks, where else should we
go?"
Before either one could answer, an owl dropped a letter addressed to both Ron and Hermione.
She read:
Ron and Hermione,
DO NOT LET ANYONE ELSE SEE THIS NOTE! We must start your work with wandless magic and
more advanced work with wand magic. Meet me tonight for half an hour before dinner and half an
hour afterwards. Meet me in my office at 4:30 pm. The password is lemon drop.
Professor Dumbledore
She passed it to Ron, who read it quickly and put it in his bookbag.
Harry looked at the two of them curiously, "What was that? Anything interesting?"
Hermione explained, "Professor Dumbledore wants to see us before dinner."
Harry sat up straighter in worry. "What about? Are you two okay? What happened?"
Ron immediately began to reassure his best friend. "Harry, we're fine. It's just the
special project we're doing for him. Don't worry, everything's ok, I promise." Hermione threw her
arms around Harry in an attempt to reassure both of the boys. However, it only served to embarrass
Harry and anger Ron.
Ron gritted out, "Hermione, we need to talk. NOW!" He grabbed her arm to hurry her along.
Leading her to the hall outside the Great Hall, he snarled, "So, you only married me to protect Harry?
You love him or what?"
Hermione was confused at first, and then angry. "Huh? I married you because I love you, you
moron! You heard my thoughts! I couldn't have lied to you with that, now could I?!?!"
His voice softened quickly. "Well, I just saw you hug him and remembered the kiss on the cheek
you gave him last year when you said goodbye. I couldn't handle the thought of you loving him as more
than a friend. I'm sorry. Forgive me, please?"
She melted at this confession. "Just don't do it again, all right?" He nodded, pulling her close to his
body and hugging her tightly.
She pulled away. "We should get back-oops, too late!" A flood of students poured into the
hallway. "I need to get my bag from our suite. Do you need to get yours?" He nodded and followed her as
she pushed her way through the crowd.
Ron and Hermione slid into their Potions seats as the bell rang. Professor Snape glared at them,
but couldn't say anything.
"Today, we are making an attraction potion that ONLY attracts your one true love. Mushy but
true. However, due to the fact that this is a school and that you are only fifth years, it will wear off after
one day. This potion doesn't pay any attention to houses, social lives, etc. Get started! You may pick your
own partners TODAY ONLY!" He sneered at all the Gryffindors.
Hermione immediately turned to Ron and mouthed, "I'll go with Neville!" He nodded and turned
towards Harry. Both had completely forgotten that Snape said it would attract each one's true love.
Neville grinned at her as she walked over to join him at his cauldron. "Hey, Hermione. Ready to
go?" She nodded and sat down. They began to add the ingredients, Neville continually asking Hermione
if he was doing things correctly.
Finally, Hermione added the last ingredient, boomslang skin, and smiled happily as the potion
turned pink and darkened slowly until it was a mauve color.
Looking towards Ron and Harry, Neville and Hermione lifted up glasses of potion in a toast, then
gulped them down.
Moments later, couples were pairing up all over the place and some were talking about people in
other houses and ones no one knew. Apparently, most Gryffindors and Slytherins were in love with people
outside their house. Hermione had immediately headed towards Ron and he towards her, meeting in the
middle of the room. Oblivious to everyone else in the room, he planted a kiss on her lips.
Meanwhile, Harry was babbling to anyone who would listen, "She's so sweet and pretty! I love
her!" Finally, Neville asked who in the bloody hell Harry was talking about and Harry grinned happily,
"Her name is..."
TBC